One more tri

Here we go again. One last try at the infamous weblog. I figured that with the new season here and a new sport of sorts that an entirely new site was in order. IFcoltcouldfly will stay as is and live forever on the web as an archive to a time lost long ago. 2007 was a long year of opening new doors and closing old. After getting behind on the posts, I put it aside in hopes that things would slow down enough to collect my thoughts and share. Over a year later, it's pretty clear that there will be no slowing down. Life has it's foot pressed firmly on the accelerator and just seems to be building in intensity day by day.
To bring you all up to speed, I now live solo in Lowell, MA on the third floor of a converted Textile Mill. I have no TV or Internet but plenty of room for the bikes and an AM/FM radio regularly tuned to ESPN 890 (the only clear signal.) I have a spiral stare case and live off hardy servings of cold cereal and frozen dinners from the local Trader Joes. I am just about to finish my second year at Harvard, studying environmental management. I am as much a (off-road)tri geek now as I am mountain biker and I avoid my road bikes like the plague. I still ride five to six days a week only now it is often the second or third workout of the day. The running and swimming are coming along slowly but surly and it has been an exciting addition to the program. The last big change is the lady in my life. She's a freshman at Colby College in Maine and is as elite a runner as I am cyclist (not to drag her down to my level.) We met when I was 4 and she was 3, so as you could guess, it's a long story. Life is no less simple these days just a heck of a lot more exciting. I'll be doing my best to stay up to date here throughout the year. Once a week or so for starters. Coming up are some Xterra's in CA, AL, and VA followed by some NORBA's (what are they called these days?) And of course plenty of local action to fill the empty space in between. This is starting to look like something from Frank Mapel dot com so I'll wrap it up. (Do people still remember Frank Mapel? Have I really been out of it that long?) Oh boy, here we go again.